Outside | |
A yellow moon gives away the night | |
To morning sun that watches us, | |
You lay your hand in mine | |
It's good, so good | |
Feel the starving light of this day | |
Can't you? | |
We know it's good | |
Over the cities under the stars | |
Through the volcano surf a river of fire | |
Hunting with tigers in the grass in the fields | |
Surfing on rainbows climbing the trees | |
Winter is never… | |
Grown up | |
Haunting me, I've punched a hole in time | |
On the run, forever from | |
The whispered words of night | |
It's good, so good | |
Feel the starving light on your face | |
Can't you? | |
You know it's good | |
Comic book heroes, hula hoop girls | |
Pedal to metal, language of birds | |
Fire the rocket, your chemistry set | |
Holding on tight while winning a bet | |
Winter is never… | |
The eye of the wheel is fixed on you | |
Your war is fought out and chewed | |
Draw the curtains hear her sing | |
You know the song has wings | |
Winter is never… |
Outside | |
A yellow moon gives away the night | |
To morning sun that watches us, | |
You lay your hand in mine | |
It' s good, so good | |
Feel the starving light of this day | |
Can' t you? | |
We know it' s good | |
Over the cities under the stars | |
Through the volcano surf a river of fire | |
Hunting with tigers in the grass in the fields | |
Surfing on rainbows climbing the trees | |
Winter is never | |
Grown up | |
Haunting me, I' ve punched a hole in time | |
On the run, forever from | |
The whispered words of night | |
It' s good, so good | |
Feel the starving light on your face | |
Can' t you? | |
You know it' s good | |
Comic book heroes, hula hoop girls | |
Pedal to metal, language of birds | |
Fire the rocket, your chemistry set | |
Holding on tight while winning a bet | |
Winter is never | |
The eye of the wheel is fixed on you | |
Your war is fought out and chewed | |
Draw the curtains hear her sing | |
You know the song has wings | |
Winter is never |
Outside | |
A yellow moon gives away the night | |
To morning sun that watches us, | |
You lay your hand in mine | |
It' s good, so good | |
Feel the starving light of this day | |
Can' t you? | |
We know it' s good | |
Over the cities under the stars | |
Through the volcano surf a river of fire | |
Hunting with tigers in the grass in the fields | |
Surfing on rainbows climbing the trees | |
Winter is never | |
Grown up | |
Haunting me, I' ve punched a hole in time | |
On the run, forever from | |
The whispered words of night | |
It' s good, so good | |
Feel the starving light on your face | |
Can' t you? | |
You know it' s good | |
Comic book heroes, hula hoop girls | |
Pedal to metal, language of birds | |
Fire the rocket, your chemistry set | |
Holding on tight while winning a bet | |
Winter is never | |
The eye of the wheel is fixed on you | |
Your war is fought out and chewed | |
Draw the curtains hear her sing | |
You know the song has wings | |
Winter is never |